We passed upon the stairs, we spoke of was and when
Although I wasn't there, he said I was his friend
Which came as some surprise I spoke into his eyes
I thought you died alone, a long time ago
Oh, no, not me
We never lost control
You're face to face
With the man who sold the world
I laughed and shook his hand, and made my way back home
I searched from form and land, for years and years I roamed
I gazed the gazeless stare at all the millions hills
I must have died alone, a long time ago
Who knows? Not me
I never lost control
You're face to face
With the man who sold the world